only you | s.t ✓

for you,

( SATURDAY )
── minus 1 degrees, snow.

"WOAH, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE GOOD AT BRAIDING HAIR!" the h/c cheered, making sure to not move her hair too much, she wanted to avoid causing trouble for her future husband. todoroki was careful, on the other hand, to not pull on her hair and accidentally pluck a strand out. from what he had heard from midoriya and kaminari, girls hated it when their hair is plucked out. 

believe it or not, having to deal with an angry y/n was worse than fighting an s-ranked villain.

his delicate hands carefully twisted another few strands as he neared the end of her braid, but the sudden question that came from the future todoroki's mouth scared him a little.

"let's see, if you're so good at tying girl's hair, how many girlfriends have you had?" her tone changed, a pout forming on her ethereal features as she turned her head a little to meet todoroki's shaken heterochromatic orbs.

what was he supposed to answer? to be honest, he didn't even know what girlfriends were before he met y/n. from what once kaminari told him, girls either don't believe what their boyfriends say, or they get jealous and break up.

he hated the latter option.

"uh, well, i haven't actually dated anyone before," he truthfully said, hoping that she would believe him.

"then how do you know how to deal with girl's hair??" she asked again, turning to face him again and leaning in close, her knees and hands on the wooden planks of the floor.

"my older sister sometimes asked to tie her hair at home, that's all." it was the truth, sometimes when fuyumi was washing the dishes or something, she would ask either of her two brothers to her hair. touya being an annoying boy who somehow accidentally plucked hair strands when he did, shouto was the only option left for his sister.

however, y/n wasn't buying it. she crossed her arms and looked the other way, and from her actions, todoroki knew that y/n was angry. think think, what did kaminari advise him to do when your girlfriend is angry?? give her ice cream, make her a cake, order some pizza??

...oh.

todoroki got up from the soft mat on the floor and headed to the kitchen, where he began to brew something. while y/n stayed put and figure out what he was up to, after a few minutes, she heard her name being called out by her one and only from outside the room.

"y/n, can you come here please?" now, who was she to refuse her loved one, especially when he added a cute 'please' at the end?

getting up, she walked into the kitchen with a pout on her face, annoyed how even when she was angry, she couldn't help but listen to him. after arrival, she noticed him holding up two cups of steaming hot chocolate, and instantly, her tongue yearned for the taste of the tasty and warm drink, but she wasn't an easy woman. despite her love for food and drinks, she forced herself to not be strayed by the boy's futile attempts.

"what?" she asked, not wanting to look at him.

todoroki held out both cups to her, "could you hold this for a second?" she clicked her tongue, however, went up and grabbed the cups, leaning her back against the kitchen's marble-made counter.

"you still didn't answer me correct-" soft lips were crashed onto her own, so delicate and so warm, the feeling of not wanting to pull away was erupting within her. making sure to not panic and drop her precious hot chocolate, before she even had the chance to kiss back, todoroki pulled away.

he held his usual stoic face, but her being trapped within his arms was taking a toll on her to not turn as red as kirishima's hair. "w-what was that?" she asked, avoiding his gaze, however, he wouldn't let her as he grabbed her chin with his fingers.

"making you quiet in a sexy way."

kaminari, i'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU.

"shouto, you can't just-" again. he pulled her into another kiss again, however, didn't pull away as fast as he usually does. sliding his hand to the back of her head, he made sure to brush away her loose hair strands and curl them behind her ear, all the while he tilted his head slightly to deepen the gap between them.

it was as if her body responded by itself, making her kiss back with a red face that slowly crept down all the way to her neck, her legs feeling like gelatin that could break anytime. however;

she refused to give up on the hot chocolate.

pulling away after a few seconds, he hovered a few centimeters away from her plum red flares, a small smile forming on her face. "you're the first girl i've dated, and will ever date y/n."

fuck, that was smooth af.

while y/n slowly calmed her racing mind down, todoroki pulled away after giving her a soft nose kiss, not wanting to trap her any longer and make her drop the cups, which were somehow still alive. "oh, you didn't drop them yet. nice..."

"h-huh?! obviously! it's hot chocolate dumbass! i love it!"

"hot chocolate or me?"

"uh, anyways! i'll forgive you this time, but don't kiss me like that again!"

"oh, sorry..."

"..."

"wanna order some pizza and stream ghibli movies?"

"...todoroki shouto all the way. hot chocolate can go fuck itself."